The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 192: *Pet Unlocked:Taming a Wild Kitty!* [R18]

"Whatever you want to say,"

"I'll give you two minutes."

"After that… don't blame me."

And before she could even process those words—

HE POUNCED.

Huo Lingxue screamed in shock.

But it was too late.

His hot, muscular body pressed down, trapping her beneath him.

His face dipped straight into the crook of her pale neck as he inhaled deeply—A mix of ice, fire… and the unmistakable scent of a woman who knew she was in trouble.

"Mn… not bad."

His lips curled into a wicked, shameless grin.

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Su Xiaobai's grip tightened around Huo Lingxue's slender shoulders, locking her in place. She tensed beneath him, her breath shallow, muscles coiled as if preparing to break free.

Then, without hesitation, he tilted her chin up and kissed her.

Not on the lips.

Just the cheek.

Soft. Warm. Wet.

And then—

A slow, deliberate lick.

A sharp tremor ran through her body.

"Mmm…" Su Xiaobai clicked his tongue, smirking. "Sweet."

Huo Lingxue's pupils shrank. Her chest heaved violently—not from arousal, but from sheer, unfiltered rage.

"Y-YOU—"

Her voice cracked, strangled by disbelief. A single tear slipped down her cheek—not from sadness, but from witnessing peak-level shamelessness.

This man…

He was licking her.

Like some depraved beast.

Her hands clenched, trembling. She wanted to kill him.

But before she could retaliate, Su Xiaobai's grip tightened. His lips ghosted over her ear, his breath teasing the sensitive skin of her neck.

"Huo Lingxue…" His voice was a low, husky whisper. "I want you to become my spirit beast."

His words were calm. Casual. As if he were offering her tea.

Yet they carried the weight of a lifelong contract.

Huo Lingxue's eyes widened. Her breath caught in her throat.

Spirit beast?

For a moment, she thought she had misheard him.

But then—

She saw it.

The wicked amusement flickering in his eyes.

He was playing with her.

Mocking her.

Toying with her like she was already his.

Her chest rose and fell, her skin flushed from the heat of his proximity.

"Impossible!" she snapped, her voice sharp, defiant.

Su Xiaobai chuckled.

Not the kind of chuckle that reassured people.

His fingers brushed along her bare collarbone, making her shudder despite herself. "Don't be so quick to refuse," he drawled, his touch feather-light—mocking, testing.

"You've been hiding for so long, haven't you? A demonic beast living among humans…"

Huo Lingxue stiffened.

Then—a sharp intake of breath.

His fingers trailed slowly down her nape, his voice lowering to a whisper.

"What do you think would happen… if someone with evil intentions found out?"

A chill slithered down her spine.

She already knew the answer.

Demonic beasts weren't given mercy.

Especially ones with powerful bloodlines.

Her kind—the Frostfire Lynx—wasn't just hunted. It was prized.

A rare, dual-element beast—one with both fire and ice spiritual cores.

There were three types of beasts in the world:

1. Wild Beasts – common creatures that roamed free.

2. Cultivating Beasts – those who developed intelligence and power.

- Among them, the aggressive ones hunted by cultivators were called Demonic Beasts.

- The passive, subservient ones were called Spirit Beasts.

And a Lynx?

A ferocious demonic beast.

A species meant to be hunted.

A species that cultivators would never show mercy to.

Her fingers curled tightly into the bedding beneath her.

"…How did you know I wasn't human?" she whispered, ignoring how his breath brushed against her skin, ignoring how his presence was smothering, intoxicating.

Ignoring how he was now sniffing her hair like a damn pervert.

Su Xiaobai chuckled. "Oh, that?" His fingers idly traced the edge of her jaw, making her stiffen.

"I saw your beast cores."

Huo Lingxue froze.

"Two of them, to be precise." Su Xiaobai smiled, completely unfazed by her growing panic.

"One for frost. One for fire. A rare dual-core existence." His eyes darkened, gleaming with something evil. "Still…"

He leaned in, his fingers brushing against her lower lip.

"I'm curious…"

His voice dropped to a seductive whisper.

"How the hell did you end up among humans?"

Huo Lingxue's heartbeat pounded in her ears.

For a moment, she hesitated.

But staring into his burning gaze… she knew she had already lost.

She bit her lip, lowering her eyes.

"…I don't remember." Her voice was soft.

"In my last memory… I was running away in my humanoid form. I was scared. I didn't know why."

Her fingers clenched the sheets beneath her.

"And then—Fire Peak Lord Huo Rong found me. He contracted with me."

Su Xiaobai raised a brow.

"Oh? So you weren't adopted? An orphan, then?"

Huo Lingxue hesitated.

Then, she shook her head.

"I… don't know."

For the first time, her voice sounded lost.

If she had a family, she had no memory of them.

She had only ever known the sect.

She had only ever known Huo Rong.

A man who had trained her. Raised her. Shaped her into his perfect weapon.

And now… he was dead.

A foreign, unfamiliar feeling stirred in her chest.

Loss? Relief? Fear?

She didn't know.

Her lips parted, hesitant.

"…Did you kill him?"

Su Xiaobai grinned. "Nope. That was Elder Bai."

Then—with the timing of a true bastard, he added—

"Oh, by the way…"

"Now that your master is gone… you're just a stray little beast, aren't you?" His fingers curled under her chin, tilting her face toward him. "And strays don't last long in this world."

A slow smile... A whisper against her lips.

"Be mine, Lingxue."

Huo Lingxue snapped her head away.

She was really, really unwilling.

A spiritual contract between beast and master wasn't some casual agreement. It was binding.

It couldn't be undone.

And if she formed a contract with Su Xiaobai now—

She would be his.

For life.

But if she didn't…

Then what?

Su Xiaobai leaned in.

His lips ghosted over her ear. "So what's it going to be, Lingxue?" His fingers traced her trembling wrist, playing with her resistance.

"Do you want to be my beast… or someone else's prey?"

Her breath fastened.

His words crashed down on her.

And for the first time—

She had no answer.

A suffocating silence settled between them.

Huo Lingxue's breath came in shallow bursts, her chest rising and falling in erratic defiance. Her instincts screamed at her to fight, to claw, to flee—but her body refused to move.

Because deep down…

She knew.

If she refused Su Xiaobai's offer, someone else would claim her.

Someone crueler.

Someone who wouldn't play with her—just break her.

But that didn't mean she would roll over and submit.

Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her, her nails carving into the fabric as she forced out a ragged breath.

"You think you can just do whatever you want?" she spat.

Su Xiaobai chuckled. Low. Amused. Dangerous.

"Oh?" His fingers ghosted along the inside of her thigh, slow and deliberate, tracing invisible patterns onto her bare skin.

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"I don't remember saying anything about force," he murmured, "But let's not pretend, Lingxue…"

His grip tightened. His body pressed down on her.

"You don't really have a choice."

Something inside her snapped.

"Su Xiaobai, w-what the hell is wrong with you!?"

Huo Lingxue's neck jerked abruptly, her scream sharp enough to wake the dead.

But instead of concern, Su Xiaobai was busy spreading her thighs like a starving beggar opening a steamed bun, his massive, throbbing pillar of righteousness aggressively knocking at the pearly gates of heaven—

Except the gates were tightly shut and clearly not ready for visitors.